No Aptitude For Latitude, Part 2
(I am talking to a woman on the phone who needs to call back the next day. She is in Texas).
Caller: “What time is it there?”
Me: “Three-thirty.”
Caller: “In the morning?”
Me: “No, in the afternoon.”
Caller: “Oh. Of what day?”
Me: “Saturday. We’re only three hours different from you.”
Caller: “Really?” *pause* “Is it snowing?”
Me: “No, ma’am, it’s August. It’s nice and sunny out.”
Caller: “Oh, wow!”